Unraveling Grief and Love: The Haunting Journey Within "Rosie: A Memoir of Farewell"
This isn’t, however, a sweet memory of a quirky woman. Sleigh notes, “The ease that came into my mother’s strained face whenever she stroked her dogs” was not present in family interactions. With her dogs, “her humaneness… flowed back and forth in a communion of consciousness I envied.”
Even with her passing, Sleigh still cannot pin her down, cannot solidify her role in his life: “Given how unpredictable my mother could be, I should have known that not even death could keep our relationship from evolving.” Straightening her room afterwards, he finds two journals of Rosie’s musings from age 84 to the present.
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